Zhang Heng discovered a month ago that he had 24 extra hours in his day.
The first thing that changed was his watch, which was a Starfish Automatic III mechanical watch produced by Tissot in Switzerland. It was given to him by his parents in Iceland on his eighteenth birthday.
I placed an order on Taobao very perfunctorily, and the seller shipped it, and the wrong class was filled in the address bar.
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Zhang Heng put his fingers on the keyboard and typed out the first paragraph. His writing skills have now reached level 3, and the outline has been finalized long ago, so the next thing is completely a matter of course.
And just after he finished writing the story that happened in the cafe, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Zhang Heng got up, walked to the living room, leaned on the peephole and took a look outside.
I saw the two figures standing outside the door.
--Ed Wilson and Bear Buttrey.
In a corner behind the army captain and explorer, there was a shy short-haired guy standing. Different from the first time they met, this time he was no longer wearing only shorts, probably because He was going to visit a friend, so he wore a sweatshirt on his upper body.
Zhang Heng opened the door and said, "Welcome."
"We received your letter, saying that you need help from us if you have something." Bell said with a smile, "We rushed over immediately, but I have to say that this place is quite mysterious. I just drank a cup of coffee and woke up. It was at the gate of the manor when we arrived."
"I'm about the same." Ed immediately added after hearing this, "But my experience was even more bizarre. I still remember that I was very ill. I tried my best to leave the last words of life and then lost consciousness. , when I woke up again, I found myself lying on the ground, with a pit next to it, which looked like my tomb. Then, a man stood in front of me and handed me your letter. , told me that he could send me over, and oh by the way, he also gave me a set of clothes."
The boy in shorts remained as taciturn as before. He didn't speak. He just nodded after the army captain finished speaking, indicating that his experience was similar to his.
After the others finished speaking, Bell looked at Zhang Heng again and said straightforwardly, "Okay, let's continue talking about old times during dinner. Tell us first what do you need us to do for you?"
"It's very simple. I'm writing a book and I need you to help me complete it." Zhang Heng said.
"? So my chicken soup of life can finally go to where it belongs?" The Army Captain's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was gearing up for a big fight.
Bell and others stayed in the manor for about a week. With their help, Zhang Heng finished writing the story of his new first unit. This unit was created based on his experience as a novice copy. Of course, on this basis, Zhang Heng also performed some artistic processing to make it more convenient and popular to read.
After Bell, Ed, and the guy in shorts left, the second wave of visitors also knocked on Zhang Heng's door.
Ameko, a Tokyo girl who wore a short skirt and had a tiger-toothed smile, walked into the living room together with Yosuke Tsuchiya, the seafood store owner who looked very tired and wore slippers.
"Excuse me, Zhang Sang." Ameko blushed and bowed, "My father and I won a mysterious travel prize, but we didn't know you were here until we got on the plane."
"Boy, are you doing all this? I felt that there was something wrong with that grand prize at that time. I want to warn you not to have any strange thoughts about my daughter!" Yosuke Tsuchiya noticed Ameko's expression during the middle of the sentence. Something wasn't quite right, so he immediately changed his words and said, "However, if you can beat me in racing again, I won't accept it..."
"Let's talk about the racing thing next time. This time, I actually need your help with some things." Zhang Heng also bowed and returned the favor to Ameko.
"What's the matter? You helped us before, it would be great if we could help you too." When Yosuke Tsuchiya heard that Zhang Heng asked for something, he originally wanted to show off, but unexpectedly Ameko had already taken the lead. He agreed immediately.
"I'm actually writing a book recently, but I encountered some difficulties during the writing process."
"Really, you can still write?" Ameko said in surprise, "But you just said you encountered difficulties? What kind of difficulties are you? My father and I don't know how to write, and we don't know if we can really help. "
"Yes, as long as you do as I say." Zhang Heng said.
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The time flow rate of 1:2400 makes every minute in the real world feel extremely long in the dungeon.
Zhang Heng did not use up all the copy time.
On the 2571st day, he had completed his creation.
About day 2460, he sent away the last wave of visitors, but he was not alone, because one of the previous visitors chose to stay.
It was also with that person's company that Zhang Heng finished writing the ending.
As he typed the last word on the keyboard, Conseil came to his room again.
"Have you finished writing your story?"
Zhang Heng nodded.
"But you know that you can't take away the things in the copy, right? No matter if you print this story out or write it on paper, you can't take the copy out."
Zhang Heng didn't say anything when he heard this, he just took out the [Edward's USB flash drive] from his pocket.
This F-quality gadget is designed to prevent the user's IP from being traced when plugged into a computer. However, many people ignore the storage function of this thing as a USB flash drive itself.
Although its quality is very low, only F, it is indeed a genuine game prop.
All game props can be taken out of the copy.
Zhang Heng copied the book he just finished creating into this USB flash drive. The 8G storage space seems a bit small today, but fortunately it is enough to accommodate one.
"Sure enough, for those seemingly unsolvable problems, the answers are often hidden in those inconspicuous corners." Conseil said with emotion, "I have no more questions. I just want to remind you one last time, be careful of Chronos." , he hopes to use you to plot the power of the master of the city under the ice. If he knows what you are doing, he will definitely try his best to stop you."
"It doesn't matter, I have found my messenger. She is completely invisible. She is harmless to everyone and has no attack power. No matter which force comes from, she will not notice her or embarrass her. , and she will help me finish the rest of the things after I die." Zhang Hengdao.
"It seems that you have arranged everything." Conseil looked at the figure by the window, who had been standing there quietly, just like the floor lamp next to him, not eye-catching at all. But Conseil knew that if he showed even a trace of hostility towards Zhang Heng, that figure would immediately raise the shotgun at his feet and put a few holes in his head.
"In this case, I have nothing to say. I will leave the remaining 329 days of this copy to you two." Conseil whistled, turned and walked out of the door. When I left, I closed the door behind me.
